May parents divorced when I was tweleve. During the summer, when my mom was at work, I would have the house to myself. Of course, like any healthy boy, I enjoyed the freedom and I would take advantage of the situation and walk around the house naked. It always gave me a terrific erection, which I enjoyed, and I would masturbate. One afternoon when I was doing that, being naked and having this outrageously stiff boner, I saw my mother's car pull up unexpectedly early. I was in the kitchen and I panicked. As I ran from the kitchen and through the living oom, suddenly I got really excited and started ejaculating. I just could help it and keep it from squirting in abundance. Anyway, it happened, and I managed to get to my room real quick and get some clothes on. I was breathless and tried to look as normal as possible when my mother came in. She said hi, and didn't seem to notice that I was out of breath. When she walkd through the living room, though, I was so scared because I hadn't had a chance to mop of my spill. She saw it. All she said to me, though, was that I spilled something on the carpet and to clean it up.
To this day I have no idea if she knew what had been spilled on the carpet.